Rajita: “Of course, I don’t mind sucking you off under this table either” she nonchalantly continued picking her salads while my hands feeling h...r ass all over and squeezing them time to time.Me: “You know how much I enjoy this dirty talk of yours..” I said now my hand between and under her legs from behind, touching her pussy over her jeans “Its wet..” I whispered to herRajita: “Dirty talk? like you want to take me upstairs to your hotel room and strip me and fuck me like a slut” she looked at. She repeats this over and over while mumbling her apologies for her earlier behaviour, until finally her hips jerk upwards and she lets out a final guttural groan.“Your girl is cumming for you, oh … fuck … me … please … FUCK ……”She trails off, hands still frenziedly rubbing her pussy as her juices rush liberally from her. He looks down at her and grins, loving the power he holds over this beautiful creature. His hand touches her cheek tenderly, and a tear forms in her eye.“Good girl” he. "What are you doing?" I protested. "I was so close!" "My folks are back," he said with urgency, his mouth slicked with my moistness. I was just about to answer when he suddenly rammed inside me, taking my breath away. I clamped down on him and my body spasmed in response. "Oh yeah baby, fuck me" He groaned and slammed in and out of me, the delicious sound of slapping flesh all we could hear above our own panting and his parents footsteps on the drive. He slapped at my big round tits as they. I nodded without a word. As I turned onto Jackson she said, “Pull over here.”I found a spot pulled over and she said pointing, “How do I look?” I cast my eyes upward to a billboard, and there she was, my ice cream girl, lying out on a beach towel wearing a sizzling bikini, smiling down on me.” “I’m a model, and I love it that people look at me every day in my little bikini. I think I am pretty fucking hot in it don’t you?” she said with a giggle.“I think you are so beautiful,” I said looking at.